The previous bus had apparently brokendown however and the one I got on was very crowded. Each stop we wentto seemed like more people were getting on ...nd no one was getting offuntil we were starting to feel like sardines. This isn't usually aproblem but when you are convinced people can see your lingerie andafraid someone will bump into you and feel your bra it is very nerveracking!Suddenly the bus was stopping and we were all pushed forward and myworst nightmare came true. I felt a man's hand. She gave me two or three half-hearted rubs there, looking down as if surprised to see what her hand was doing, then tried to take it away, saying, “It’s getting cold,” as if it were time to start home. It was starting to get a little cold, especially for her, in that dress with no sweater or jacket. But I was feeling powerful, and I placed her hand firmly back on my zipper, saying, “Keep going,” as if I were gently correcting an unintentional display of bad manners. As I expected, she complied,. Candy was dandy all right. When I mentioned nude pictures to her and maybe making a porno movie she was all for it and very willing to sign the model release. I told her that she might even get some money for making it if it actually sold any copies. I knew that would spur her on to do a better job. It sure did. At her own suggestion Candy let Tim and I fuck her until we couldn’t get it up anymore then she made a few phone calls. Within an hour there were a dozen big crude truckers taking turns. Shedidn’t think she could hold out that long, though. Angie wanted something longer and harder and thicker than a finger upinside her juicing snatch. Her whole world had become that rousingsensation up inside her cunt and the skewering tongue ramming in and outbetween her lips. Dave had almost forgotten his designs for the evening in the sheereroticism of what was happening right now here on this lovely desertedbeach. He was holding the wildest creature he had ever encountered,ramming his.